8:50 PM |

Summer was painted on our skin
And those secrets hidden in our childish lips;;
Oh, oh; they would die for a kiss.

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[ASH; THE HUSH SOUND IS SO THE LOVE. Mucho gracias! :] ]

Ow, my back feels like it's just been put through one of those old-fashioned clotheswashers. ...Y'know, the ones that those adorable dumpy little washerwomen always use in those medieval movies.
And my back happened to be, like, one of their lacy undershirts, or summat.

Training today was neat.
Except for the part where I discovered that I'm going to be rowing a friggin' 22 km with my canoeing senior for the marathon. ZOMG.
I can barely run ten km, and you ask me to canoe almost double that?

...Thing is, though; I love the team, and I'll do just about anything for them.
[...Except for maybe shaving my head. Or dating somebody who tyP3s lykK3 tAt w0RxX!]
My fitness levels are seriously sham right now...I bet a rock could probably beat me at doing incline pull-ups.
BUTBUT I am going to work hard for this. This team is ahmazing; and, as our senior said- "Run for your teammates, and they'll run for you". We've started together and we'll bloody well end together, aight.

[...We will take no prisoners, and leave no man behind.
Hohoho.]

I realized that Qiu Lin runs to the schexy sounds of Justin Timberlake. X] Zomg, I think that's the funniest thing I've heard, EVER. ...What, hun, do those gorgeous pulsating beats motivate you to run faster? [I could NEVER run to Sexy Back. ...I mean- gaw, I can barely listen to that song over the radio now without wanting to boycott the unfortunate DJ; let alone spend an entire three or four minutes shedding sweat to that song.]
I need angsty angry oh-gosh-I'm-dead-inside-don't-try-to-save-me kinduv songs if I'm to run right.
...Except for when I run while listening to Josh Groban [*turns crimson*] ...but nevermindthat'sadifferentstory.

Anyway, today Maxy, Laur and I TOOK MGS BY STORMMMMM, hunnaye.

...Actually, no. We just popped in for a surprise visit.

[Fine, so maybe I exaggerate just a wee bit sometimes. Who cares?]

Bottom line: I MISS MGS. I felt like crying when I stepped into the homeroom and saw all of those blurry faces with my three hundred [plusplus] degree eyes and saw all of my beeyootiful mayties. :]
...Okay, so maybe they looked exceptionally beautiful due to the fact that I wasn't wearing contacts or glasses.
But whatever, I'll give them the benefit of the doubt. :D

And gaw how I miss them! I never realized the whole cheesy "absence makes the heart grow fonder" yaddle; but now I'm starting to see that p'raps there IS some truth in old fogeys' rantings, after all. I miss Avveh and her hyperness; I miss Cheryl and Nic and how we'd walk over the bridge together and how we used to tease Nic about her dating the ice cream man. I miss Sarah and her crazy organizedness; I miss Sandra and her chocolate :] and I especially love her because she says now the class isn't quite as crayzee without me.
[I know. I'm quite the special one, aren't I?]
I don't regret coming to the school of grey; but I'll always miss my deloverly girlies back in MGS and as a matter of fact I'm going to watch the Arena right now and cheer MG on.

Whee, MG all the way. <3

In any case; mhm, I'm gunna scoot now and leave y'all reminiscing fondly over my gorgeousness. Keep tagging, m'lovelies [and Loth, that includes you- don't think I've forgotten!], and stay beeyooteefool. :] I have touch rug tryouts tomorrow and more canoeing trainings coming up; so wish me luck, and hopefully there'll be another post coming up soon if I don't end up in hospital by then. [I already gave you the address and ward number in one of the previous posts! I'm eggspecting getwellsoon cards and cookies!]

P.S; Janice and Kat!
- I don't have eyecandy. I do think somebody's cute, if that means something- but that isn't proper eyecandy so it isn't counted.
:[ ...I mean, Master Tatum's all very fine and all; butbut if the gossip's right (for once), he's bi.
So that's a nono.
...Plus I don't exactly live in Hollywood, if anyone hasn't noticed; so it's not as if I could go out on a date with him or anything.

...So yeah. I need either eyecandy or a ticket to Hollywood.

Pay up, y'all. }

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